She felt Drusilla's face shift and contort, the tiny trace of blood enough to trigger the transformation to her demon visage.Drusilla pulled out of th...e kiss and looked away as if ashamed of revealing her true self. Buffy took her head in her hands and cradled it gently, bringing it up and looking into her eyes, unafraid. She guided it to her neck, closing her eyes in the moment of anticipation before the nirvana of Dru's teeth penetrating her delicate, choice, firm skin.Drusilla bit into her. I told Judy that we needed to let the fumes in the cylinder evaporate and I invited her into the house for coffee. She was intelligent, she was witty, and she was fun to talk to and it soon became our habit to have coffee almost every morning after her idiot husband had gone off to school. I was smart enough to keep my dislike of the asshole to myself since I liked Judy's company and didn't want to chase her away. We had been having our little morning ritual for about six months when one. Now the steeplechase is a sprint, compared to the twelve-point-five mile run. When Bob increased his pace it was unfair. He began to catch and pass runners, like a lead runner passing lapped runners on the track. At the finish he had almost three hundred meters on the second place runner. So both Bret and Bob were at one point, after the first event.Now if Bret had been the Martial Arts Drill Instructor, he would have not been eligible to compete in the martial arts category. But, as only a. It was Saturday. Kyle would be out of school and she wasn't scheduled to work this weekend. She was racked with guilt, but determined that it would end there. Kyle had been drunk, she reasoned, he wasn't thinking rationally, his inhibitions suppressed by the alcohol. Perhaps in the light of day, he too would understand how very wrong last night had been. Perhaps she could give him the help he needed to quit drinking or at least find him help.She knocked on his door and when there was no answer,.